A contemporary poem about the hinge holds the morning, using a concrete image system, a pressured turn and a restrained open ending.
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The world slips one tooth on its hinge. Morning does not fall. It hangs there, slightly crooked, while I make coffee in the wrong light. By noon, the door has learned my shoulder. I stop correcting it. A small error can still open.
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